Chapter 615


    Struggling to regain his bnce, Hutton witnessed Brian already holding Rosalynn protectively in his


    arms.


    “Listen up, even if you’re my brother-inw, my patience has its limits,” Brian dered in a detached


    yet menacing tone.


    Rubbing his throbbing wrist, Hutton couldn’t help but retort, “Back when we were children, Rosalynn


    and I even shared a bed. Shouldn’t you invent a time machine and travel to the past if you want to pick


    a fight with me?”


    Darkness flickered in Brian’s eyes. “Hutton, I couldn’t care less about the past. All I know is that she is


    mine now. Please learn to respect boundaries.”


    Hutton choked on his words. “Brian, you’re despicable!”


    “If you can’t stand it, you’re free to leave,” Brian raised an eyebrow challengingly.


    “No way! I’ll make you sick to your stomach!” Hutton retorted, unwilling to back down.


    Witnessing the two of them bickering incessantly, Rosalynn hurriedly intervened, trying to put an end to


    the squabble.


    “Alright, are you both done now? Seriously, you’re acting like children. And you, Mr. CEO, why are you


    being so petty?” Rosalynn shot an annoyed re at Brian before making her way to the bedroom to


    gather her belongings.


    “Hutton, I’m off to work. Do whatever you want.”


    “Sure thing, Rosalynn. I’ll be eagerly awaiting your cooking tonight,“


    Hutton responded with a smile.


    Brian nced at him, catching the provocation in his eyes. It was hard to decipher the emotions ying


    across his face.


    The two of them walked out the door and headed to the elevator.


    As the elevator doors opened, they were greeted by Maggie’s presence.


    “Good morning, Rosalynn and Mr. Hughes.”


    “Morning, Maggie. You’re right on time.”


    Rosalynn handed Maggie a breakfast, She had invited Maggie to join them for breakfast. However,


    Maggie had been too embarrassed to agree.


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    “Thank you, Rosalynn,” Maggie replied gratefully, epting the breakfast.


    Rosalynn noticed that Maggie’s right hand still appeared slightly red and swollen. “Maggie, your hand is


    injured. How about taking a day off and resting at home?”


    “No need, it’s not a big deal,” Maggie smiled, dismissing the injury as insignificant .


    As the elevator descended, the three of them remained silent, lost in their own thoughts.